Watch Dem Haters Beelow

[Guy]

Damn bra, Im tellin ya

You can get that nigga, Man im tellin ya



[Other Guy]

Damn bra, you shoulda been told me that shit there



[Guy]

His house big, he stashing 10 million



[Other Guy]

How many? How much?



[Chorus: x1]

Man you gotta watch dem haters

Watch dem haters, watch dem haters

Man you gotta watch dem haters

You know they wanna see you fall



[Verse 1: Beelow]



I gots a million motherfuckers that is down on my team

But theres a few niggas that hate me,

Cause when I walk I bling bling

See thats the niggas I gots to try

Thats the niggas I rock-a-bye

Thats the niggas that gots to die, Show the killa in my eye

Why try to hate on something you cant control

And take a chance to catch a bullet, from head to yo ass hole

Why its always niggas that you know thats trying to do you in

I find myself busting at my own friends

Bitch made nigga with a smile on his face

"You my boy", "Thats my nigga"

You know what I say, "You gotta watch dem haters"

Its them niggas in yo town

"You gotta watch dem haters"

When you tryin to get own the mound

"You gotta watch dem haters"

Its not them niggas on the sideline

"You gotta watch dem haters"

Ya own boy a rob ya blind

Yungstar, Jackson, Junior or what

Just a pussy ass nigga trying to make a come up

Hopping from click to click or should i say dick to dick

You done spent to many days behind bars bitch

It aint my fault you got drunk and got yo fucking ass wiped

Now you walking round town always grunting and shit

You got beef speak up, dont be mumbling shit

Hard as hell behind close doors, just a second ballin click

We can speed this shit up, or we can slow this shit down

Either way Zuriel bring it we gone tear this bitch down

I hate you niggas with a passion, you can see it in my eyes

All playa haters i gotta rock a bye bye bye



[Chorus x2]



[Verse 2: ?]



Watch ya kis, watch ya house, slap ya hoe tell her watch ya mouth

Watch ya cars, watch ya gs, hide ya dope and hide ya weed

Watch da same nigga that be dappin ya down

Same nigga that be slappin ya round

Same nigga that be dabbing ya down

Same nigga that a cap ya down

99 haters, 99 cant fade us,

99 cant take us, Shit 99 cant break us

Fuck you haters, fuck you fakers, coward niggas yall cant take us

Fuck you haters, fuck you fakers, coward niggas yall cant break us

Wanna hate me cause I ride on chrome, hate me cause I ride alone

Hate me cause Im rolling on, Now hate me cause Ima send ya home

All you niggas got to die, stick a needle in my eye

Man, I aint gone tell no lie, these playa haters they must die

How the fuck these niggas gone tear me down

Buckin em up, Buckin em down

Fuckin that nigga hoe and hold em down

Fuck what you say Im top of the mound

I dont really wanna spill these nigga

I dont really wanna peal this nigga

I dont really wanna kill this nigga

Mama I aint kill that nigga

Yeah bitch I gotcha know

Yeah bitch I found ya now

Red beam I dotcha now

Pop, Pop, Pop dropcha now

Keep the nine on my side

Hmm, Im bout to ride

Keep the nine on my side

Die nigga die



[Verse 3: ?]



I keep a smoke in my coat

If niggas aint know, now they know

Put a fucking slug in yo throat behind my felonies it go

You fuck with my money, my dope, my weed, my cheese,

you fucking with me

Im keeping a eye up on these niggas and hoes

They wanna be in my clothes

They wanna be with my hoes, and mo

Wanna yank me out my party,

Wooday come get me and my souljas

Yall niggas aint fucking with no hoe

Get it on my mind bra

These niggas dont wanna test me

These niggas dont wanna test me

I put em to rest see

You see im a dog behind mine

Bitch Ima hog behind mine

Laying niggas down behind mine

Spraying niggas down behind mine

You see Im strictly bout my paper

I aint no motherfucking faker i keep a wathch on them haters



[Chorus x2]



[Verse 4: ???]



When push come to shuv, man these niggas want me

Bitch I got it on my mind if you got PC

See Ill take it off ya motherfucking shoulder boy

I ride for my niggas and my hustlas, Magnolia boy

You fucking around, I peel yo ass like a fucking potato

Throw yo bitch ass in the grease, Yeah! thats how i like my haters

See I march nigga step on you big mouth punks

And Ill march nigga step if you fools got funk

Nineteen with six figures aint a dream no more

I step in the club with a tight ass bitch you aint seen before

And there they go, there they go with there hating before

But they dont know, they dont know Im bout to shut this bitch down



[Chorus x3]



[Beelow ends telling what a hater is]
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